Inside the spiritual power group, the monk standing in the middle was startled, turned around in horror, and the spiritual knife in his hand fell on the monk lying on the ground.
On the ground, eleven monks were lined up in a row, lying corpses one after another, crowded and placed inside the fence of the path.
Taoist Master Minghe regained his human body, and his figure appeared. He looked at the people on the ground with a cold face, and his eyes did not even pay attention to the only sober monk.
The monk was shocked and fell to the ground, as if he had lost all his strength and was unable to move.
The escaping light of the Silkworm Fairy followed one after another, and she looked at the fallen monk unsurprisingly. She didn't expect that he really had such courage.
He asked: "Master? Why don't you close the 'Nine Desolate Ghost Devouring Formation'?"
Director Minghe’s cold voice contained no emotion:
"He uses the formation disk's 'Trapped Beast Fighting Ghost Formation' as the basis. No one can intervene midway. Once it is started, it cannot be stopped."
Fairy Lingcan couldn't help but sneer: "Shifeng, Qin Sang is still inside, how can you bear it?"
Liang Shifeng shivered and shrank to the cliff, her lips trembled and she was speechless.
"Stand up!" Taoist Master Minghe couldn't bear it anymore.
"Activate the 'Seventh Desolate' 'Thousands of Years Have Passed' in 'Nine Desolations' to include all the ghost caves. Then ask the array to fully supply 'Thousands of Years Have Passed', from the 'Trapped Beasts' Fight' Extract all the spiritual energy you can."
Liang Shifeng stood up hugging the cliff and started the array with shaking hands.
Mysterious formations and spiritual power fluctuations came from his hands, and they were the first to sweep towards the nearest Taoist Master Minghe and Fairy Lingcan, but were instantly bounced back by the two of them with their powerful protective abilities.
Silkworm Fairy: "..."
It has been a long time since any Dan-forming monk dared to attack him.
Taoist Master Minghe was furious: "Trash! Include all the ghosts below!"
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The boat of Ji Xuan and three people approached the mysterious black patch. As they passed, the area of the patch continued to grow independently and became more and more conspicuous.
It even attracted other monks who floated on the water with various magical weapons. One by one, they tried to get closer to here, but because the Soul River was difficult to cross, the speed was slow.
When the spirit boat approached the edge of the black spot, it had grown to half the size of the boat.
An Jingbai kept a distance and cautiously circled the black spot.
"It's weird, it seems like something was spilled." An Jingbai said, "It's not aggressive, but it's expanding."
Ji Xuan: "But there must be a problem."
An Jingbai agreed.
Ji Xuan used his spiritual power to separate a small piece of dark soul liquid from the corner, and pulled it closer to observe.
The liquid is translucent, and you can't tell what's mixed in it with your qi-trained eyesight.
She picked up another small handful of ordinary soul liquid and compared the two.
After a long while, Ji Xuan suddenly realized: "I understand."
An Jingbai asked: "What?"
Ji Xuan explained: "It's a matter of concentration. The dark gray soul liquid is composed of pure and disordered souls. Theoretically, it has no weight. It's just because we also have souls that we have the perception of 'weight'."
"In addition, although the terms 'soul liquid' and 'ghost liquid' can be used interchangeably in most cases, if a distinction must be made, the difference lies in the word 'ghost'."
"There are more impurities in the black soul liquid, such as memories, emotions, obsessions, etc., etc., etc., all of which will cause the purity of the 'soul liquid' to decrease, turning it into a 'ghost liquid' that breeds ghosts."
She concluded: "There is something dirty polluting the Soul River here, and there are gaps in the formation here. If it is an external object, maybe it can be used to find the exit or send a message."
The spiritual boat shook, and An Jingbai's spiritual power was less than half of what it was at its peak.
The boat swayed and stopped in place. An Jingbai seemed to be aware of it and asked:
"What do you mean, junior sister?"
Ji Xuan: "Go down and take a look. According to "Tongshi", if a Qi practitioner encounters soul liquid, he will die because his spiritual power cannot support him and he can only struggle for a moment and a half. A moment and a half is better than passively waiting to die, so After a long time, the sect will have been able to save him long ago. Maybe the time flow rate inside the formation is not the same as outside."
She added: "Of course, it's better to take the boat in for a spin first. If there are any obvious flaws floating on the water, that would be the best."
An Jingbai nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to you. If it goes too deep, let's catch a few monks who fell into the water and come over to have a look. They will be willing."
Ji Xuan choked up: "...If there are really sisters and brothers who are at the end of their rope, maybe it can be done. However, there will always be people who just want to drag everyone into the water."
An Jia rarely said anything: "Catch a few first and see if they don't work. I'll go down."
The boat sailed into the dark water, and the spiritual power broke through the waves on the side of the boat.
Within the ghost liquid, the shadow of the ghost that was about to take shape flashed under the water.
Ji Xuan frowned. Not long after the ghost liquid began to expand, it was already pregnant with ghosts that were about to take shape. This was too fast.
She stabbed down with her sword, shattering the illusory shadow into pieces.
"over there!"
An Jingbai noticed something, and a stream of spiritual power flew out of her hand and pointed under the water.
A piece of pure black ink floats in the water, and its appearance is like an ordinary ink block that has not been ground.
The soul liquid rushed in, constantly scraping away the black color from its body, staining the nearby waters.
The good news is that it’s not too far from the water, so you don’t have to actually go into the sea.
The bad news is that although they found it, they had no idea what it was or how to use it.
An Jingbai thought thoughtfully: "The opposite side is definitely not the Sea of Souls. Such abundant pollutants at least come from living beings that retain their sanity, whether they are humans or ghosts."
Ji Xuan guessed: "Maybe it is a very powerful monster. We need to find it and defeat it before we can open the exit."
An Jingbai was startled and suddenly realized: "Junior sister is right, it's very possible."
Right, that's how the game is designed.
Cross the map, run poison, find treasure chests, and defeat the monsters guarding the level.
Ji Xuan used his spiritual power to test the ink block.
The ink block either has the power of absorption, or it is connected to other places, and all attacks falling on it are absorbed by it.
She took out a bag of animal food, brought it to the ink block, and stuffed it in.
! ! !
The pitted shape of the animal food, which had been corroded by the soul liquid, was distorted on the ink block for a moment, and disappeared directly!
The three of them simultaneously used their spiritual power to test, trying to stick to the animal food.
The spiritual power disappeared as before, with no results.
An Jingbai stopped his hand and looked at Ji Xuan. He knew that his junior sister was kind-hearted, and he was thinking about how to open his mouth and grab a living monk to try.
Now that we have reached this point, we have gone beyond the scope of the sect within which we cannot fight each other. There are also many secret realms within the sect where fighting is not prohibited.
While I was thinking about it, I felt the boat sinking and the draft became deeper.
An Jingbai was surprised for a moment and said, "Junior sister...that's very good."
